Nan Huai Ren, on the other hand, was treating the wound of Li Qi Ye with a special silver paste. Then, he applied bandages around the shoulder. His mind still wondered about what happened.
“How is it possible for a martial technique to kill a Provisional Palace expert?”
He had seen Li Qi Ye practice the move before. Although it was admirable, he didn’t truly care for it since it was only a martial technique.
“That is only because you do not understand the truth.”
Comfortably relaxing in his chair, Li Qi Ye was pleased with Nan Huai Ren’s confused expression.